* Early Saturday Morning, Cloudy Day with Scattered Rainshowers + Thunderstorms: I, Nishida, eighteen going on nineteen years of age, am totally shaking and shivering because I was still garbed in my wet (and nearly see-through) school uniform; stood in front of Browning International Academy, my alma mater since first grade, where I am now at my Senior Y...
"Mmh," moaned Brittney as Jeff rubbed and squeezed her breasts while massaging them, "Oh god baby, I love it when you give me my morning boob massage." "Mmm," said Jeff, kissing Brittney's huge right boob, making her giggle, "Sleeping on your boobs felt so good. I thought that I should 'fluff' these big pillows." Brittney giggled as she leaned back again...
Red Helen ran the best brothel in that county of Nevada, and one reason for its preeminence was that she catered to any preference a horny man might have, as long as it was within the law. Such a man was Rick Rhodes, who lusted after teenaged Catholic school girls. A long time ago, he lost his cherry to one of them, an older girl who attended school with him...
I began dressing very modestly about 3 years ago while I was still married. My wife was always gone for work so I had plenty of time to masturbate and that is great for me because I'd never found anyone that could make me cum as hard as I could do myself. Even after some wild fuck sessions with my wife and the women before her, I'd jack off. It was as if I h...
I finally emerged from the protective cocoon of school at the age of eighteen and ventured out into the real world, still a shy virgin. The next seven years were spent in obtaining my qualification as a chartered accountant, but as far as my sex life was concerned these were wasted years. The established system of a chartered accountant's training in those...
Skeeter's head was still ringing from the last slap Big Mike had given her, but she forced herself to focus, willing her hands to stop shaking as she used two spoons to grind the caplets into powder. Using her body to shield her actions from Mike's suspicious eyes, she pushed the powder into the small opening of the pop-top can in her hand. Flickering light...
He had been dreaming of a day like this for years. Ever since he discovered this place, he had known that someday he would bring someone special to see it. He enjoyed being outdoors - smelling the scents of the woods in the breeze, basking in the warm sunlight. And this place just had a different feel to it than any other place on earth for him. Here, he fel...
The call came just as she pulled the car door shut and was ready to draw the seatbelt across her lap. Marissa tapped her earpiece to answer, frustrated that she'd now likely get caught in the surge of morning traffic that seemed to emerge from nowhere at the stroke of eight. "Miss Logan, this is Michelle from Quantified Statistical Analysis Incorporated," s...
This email, among many I have received, stood out for me. The writer seemed to know exactly what I wanted. I have no idea how. Maybe it was the way I posed in my photos, accentuating my breasts which, at their size, really couldn't be helped. I made sure to display photos which only flattered. I would be smiling, or not, depending on my mood. My hair, long,...
Even as a very young teen male, I've always been curious about a woman's body. The way they smelled, the way they looked and then at about the age of 18 - 19 I was getting aroused by any female. I was sniffing my sister's panties or her friends when I had the chance. Their smell and the feel of the panties stirred something inside me to go and relieve myself...